30 miles into my journey I hit a pot hole near a drain and blow my back tyre, this was my first and only puncher. I stopped at a farmers field gate waiting for my support van to bring spares. I noticed on the gate a sign with MOD Property under the words in bold 'Danger', next to this was a board hiden behind bushes, basically saying beyond this point your right no longer exist. Whilst waiting a jeep entered and 5 minutes later left....? The only thing I saw from the gate was a barn but had phone and power lines going to it....? (should I be saying this....?)

Clocked 1,000 miles into my ride, this was a great moment...

Oh yes... this I tried to keep quiet but seemed to have got about so I may as well enter it here: Whilst going up a hill I knew I wasn't going to make it, so I clipped my foot out of the right pedel but the bike was leaning left, trying to keep the bike in a forward motion to giving me time to get my other foot out so I wouldn't fall and scratch the bike - I lost and fell to the ground banding my knee on the road. Not worried about my knee at the time I quickly got up , looked around and continued on my way happy no one say this... At the top of the hill I checked the bike over and nothing was damaged or scratched, all was OK. I got on the bike and continued when my knee reminded me with a sharp pain that maybe the bike wasn't as important as the knee...

From this point on, my knee was no good on hills, I continued for 10 miles and found it really hard, I tryed another 5 miles and I decided to call it a day without risking the rest of the journey. From this point on my knee never recovery. I was OK on flats and down hills but rode on the right leg only up hills due to the sharp pain... Packs of ice each night helped the knee from getting worse...

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